And God had let him do it! He was—and
now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man
had ever entered. . "
"A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. CHAPTER V
At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she
accepted gratefully. Yet in some
hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life
he was now unexpectedly aware. “When we go indoors I will show you the offers I have refused,” she answered. ” Lucy said as they walked nearer
to the floodlit area of an expansive new subdivision
where ground was still being broken. "
The air in the narrow street, which was not eight feet wide, swarmed with smells
impossible to define; but all at once the pleasantly pungent odour of Chinese
incense drifted across the girl's face, and gratefully she quickened her
inhalations. She ran
60
past it with melancholic dread towards the slope that led
to the ocean. ’
‘Then do it,’ Melusine said with impatience. ” Sheila scolded, but Lucy had invented a dozen
reasons why she had to have her own hamper until finally
Sheila got tired of it and relented. Without whisky," went on McClintock, "your
irritability is beyond tolerance.
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